Rock Band Party, Tuesday Evening, First Floor Rec Room

[glacial_queen]

Karla and Warren had celebrated their return to their proper forms in the way that many teenagers would find appropriate: they'd headed back to the modern mainland, found a toy store, and bought a gaming system (or three). Along with the games they bought to go along with said system, they also picked up a few guitars, a keyboard, a drum set, and two microphones.

Once back in the rec room, the rest of the afternoon had been spent setting up the systems and buying every single song available for the game. Waiting for them to finish downloading actually took longer than the initial setting up, even taking in Karla's attempts to 'help'.

But now the system was set up, the songs were ready, and the instruments prepared.

Fandom High? Get ready to rock.

[Open for anyone who wants to play. not_a_parakeet modded to an ungodly degree with permission! Just a warning about SP and Karla's threads--I will be AFK all day, but if you're willing to wait until Thursday that's fine by me.]

Comments

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Nobody here calls anybody else a loser," Quinn said. "It's still seriously dorky, but I had fun with it."

Okay, so she'd signed up mostly because she wanted to keep an eye on Puck around Ariel. Miley didn't need to know that.

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Really? No one?" That was new. "Like there aren't popularity lists or anything?"

What, did Amber and Ashley's reign not extend this far? That was surprising.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Sadly no," Quinn said wistfully. "You just have to be nice to almost everybody, 'cause you never know who's friends with who. It's like we really aren't teenagers."

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

...

"Really?" Miley asked. "Wow. That's so weird. I'm from, like, normal school. I take it there isn't a popular table and a losers' table in the lunch room, either?"

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"No, but half of us never go to the cafeteria anyhow," Quinn told her. "I like eating in the common room. Less chance of mystery meat."

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"You know," Miley said, seizing that particular point, "if all schools figured out how stressful and gross cafeterias were? High school would be, like, way better."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I know," Quinn said. "You don't have girls getting weird about watching who eats what. Or huge battles over tater tots. Or food fights."

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Or tragically lame best guy friends crushing on the lunch ladies," Miley supplied. "Which, can I just say? Hands down the most traumatic experience of high school."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"That is a whole new level of tragically lame," Quinn said, raising her eyebrows. "Do you have special magic lunch ladies at your school? Ours always had beards and smelled like soup."

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Nope, ours were the regular kind," Miley said with a sad little shake of her head. "Oliver's just a special kinda guy. Not in the, you know, special special way. Just a liiiiittle weird."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I hope you mocked him to itty bits over it."

So mature.

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"I did!" Oh, she so did, Quinn, don't even worry. "Lilly and I were just like, 'Seriously?' And now whenever he makes a point that we don't agree with, we play the lunch lady card. Shuts him right up."

So, so mature.